After an intensely entwining moment, Shen Li's initiative was mobilized like never before.
She used to feel weak all over, as if lying down was enough. But this time it felt completely different, and that was the difference between passivity and initiative—passivity is being forced, initiative... felt even more shameful.
Struggling, she sat up with the blanket in her arms, her lower body felt numb, and her legs were almost without sensation.
"You're up," Huo Siyu's voice came through.
He had just come out of the bathroom, water droplets falling from his hair, making him seem a lot more casual. Wrapped in a towel, he was deliberately showing off his physique.
Subconsciously, Shen Li hugged the blanket tighter around her and wrapped herself securely, watching Huo Siyu nervously.
She hadn't forgotten how Huo Siyu was last night...